Chapter 227
In the Palace of Qinzheng, Princess Jiayang was chatting with Emperor Mu Andi.

Emperor Mu Andi leaned lazily on the dragon chair, frowned and looked at Princess Jiayang, "The imperial sister just said that this spring banquet, the girl who helped your family will come too?"

Princess Jiayang smiled lightly and said, "Exactly."

Emperor Mu Andi frowned even deeper, "I remember, I married her and Xie Liulang at this time last year."

The prince's participation in this spring banquet is nothing more than a disguised choice of concubines for the prince.

Princess Jiayang said: "This is also the purpose of my sister's entry into the palace this time. The emperor didn't know about it. Last year, Xie Liulang proposed to his younger sister's niece to withdraw from the marriage, and his younger sister's niece also agreed. However, the son-in-law passed away and the general was imprisoned. This matter has been delayed, and the minister will not have time to enter the palace to ask for instructions. This time, the minister entered the palace to discuss with the emperor's brother about the annulment of the marriage. At the beginning The will that Chenmei asked the emperor to live up to the emperor's good wishes, is it the minister's sister?"

Eunuch Wei, who was serving tea reverently, withdrew his hand and glanced carefully at Emperor Mu Andi out of the corner of his eye. Thinking of what Xie Liulang said to the saint here that day, he couldn't help but feel a drum in his heart.

That day the sage heard some rumors that Xie Liulang was going to retire, and asked Xie Liulang face-to-face if his marriage with the girl who helped the family was still counting. He remembered that Xie Liulang returned naturally at that time, why today, this Princess Jiayang said that the rumor is true?

Emperor Mu Andi took a sip of the tea that Eunuch Wei handed over, and began to think in his heart.

At the beginning, he gave marriage to Xie Fu's family, but it was just to satisfy the loving heart of his right hand and right hand, but in fact, he also knew that the Xie family accepted the imperial decree with some reluctance.Now that Fu Yiwen is dead, the two juniors have reached a consensus again, and there is really no need to tie people up.

"Forget it, since the two families have no intentions, then it will be void."

**
In the fourth year of Taihe, on February [-]th, the snow disaster in the northern part of Daliang had not yet completely passed, but because of the incident, Empress Yu's spring feast was still held in the imperial garden of the palace as scheduled.

Everyone knew well that this time it was not the real flowers in the imperial garden, but the young girls from various families. The Prince of Daliang has reached the crown, and it is time to choose a concubine.

It was still cold in early spring, and the wind brought a lot of coolness to the face, but at the gate of the imperial palace, most of the noble ladies from Kyoto who got off the gorgeous carriages were wearing fresh spring thin shirts.Looking from a distance, it looks like a hundred flowers are in full bloom, a colorful scene.

However, Fuxuan, who usually wears the most enthusiastic red dress, has changed into a light purple embroidered white magnolia skirt today, and from the material point of view, it is not light gauze and chiffon, but a slightly thick middle silk brocade , a simple and beautiful, subtle and soft.

The clothes that kept warm but did not match her temperament were not chosen by herself, but were specially prepared for her by Princess Jiayang for this spring banquet.This aunt, who was determined to find another good husband for Fuxuan, had high hopes for Fuxuan's election as the crown princess.

Following the maid leading the way along the palace road, Fu Xuan, who didn't know that Princess Jiayang had sent someone back to Xie Liulanggeng's house, covered her mouth with exhaustion, and quietly yawned, thinking of her aunt who was looking forward to her so much. He shook his head secretly.

She was afraid that she would disappoint her aunt.

Not to mention that she is not chaste, it is impossible to marry the royal family, but she has not figured out what to do with Xie Zhan, she is really not in the mood to discuss marriage with any gentleman at the moment.

This time, she came here purely because she had never met Bai Lanren before, and she didn't want to miss this rare opportunity to meet him.

The spring breeze blows willows and greenery, and beautiful women fill your garden.

At the Spring Banquet, the girls took their seats according to the guidance of the maids.

Wang Ai randomly grabbed a dried fruit and put it in his hand, and said to Wang Zhiyi: "Cousin, what do you think you're here to join in the fun? Don't you have the idea of ​​entering the palace?"

Wang Zhiyi chuckled lightly, "What are you doing here again?"

"I'm like you, come and see the excitement." Wang Ai said.

The two knew very well that there was no real exchange of benefits, the Wang family would not marry the royal family, and Wang Ai was married and would not be selected.

While chatting in this room, a group of graceful and graceful girls came across.

Among them, there is a girl who is the most glamorous.

Against the backdrop of a light purple mid-span brocade skirt, Fuxuan was indescribably gorgeous and tender.Her petite chin was raised slightly, and her delicate and charming eyes drooped slightly as she looked at the road. When she raised her eyes a little, her eyes turned bright and her face was smooth and beautiful.

According to the unwritten rules among the Daliang aristocratic families, all the aristocratic families are married internally, and the daughters of the great aristocratic families will not really become the concubines of the Prince Liang.

But it is possible to help the family girl.

Therefore, as soon as Fuxuan appeared, everyone's eyes fell on it intentionally or unintentionally, and the girls from the aristocratic family said in their hearts, this girl with outstanding appearance, not a prominent family background but not inferior, might be the Princess of Daliang.

Before Fuxuan was seated, there were whispers from among the seats: "Hey, how did I hear that she had a 'secret friendship' with a certain gentleman, why did you come to this spring today? Did Yan meet the prince?"

One person pouted, "Who knows, it's just rumors, who knows if it's true or not. Before that, Xie Liulang was getting along well with her. I haven't seen the two of them together since the Mid-Autumn Festival. I'm afraid it's just a rumor."

Another person excitedly said: "Do you remember Wang Ai's ex-husband Yu Hao on the opposite side? I heard that it was Fu Xuan's moving hand that made him numb."

No.1 lowered his voice and said: "After Wang Ai got married, Yu Hao's paintings were spread, and it was said that Fu Xuan was like Yu Hao before..."

"It's really debauchery!"

"Yesterday, the Geng posts of Xie Fu's family were withdrawn, and today she came out to see each other."

"You mean, Fuxuan and Xie Liulang's Geng posts have been withdrawn? But really?"

"Are you so excited? Even if Xie Liulang doesn't have a marriage contract, it won't be your turn. Hey, the one opposite, who appears in Xie's house every day, is his mistress-to-be."

(End of this chapter)

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